"Aaron, how did you do it?"
Paul, Bott, and Kane, the three friends, were all stunned.
"Very simple..." Aaron smiled and took a sip of wine.
"Because he promised to give me fifty pounds if he succeeded!" Helen explained their earlier conversation with a soft laugh. "I'm not really some noble young lady anyway. Fifty pounds for barely lifting a finger—why wouldn't I do it?"
She looked at Aaron again. "We agreed that whether or not he breaks his promise, you owe me fifty pounds! Or... take me to the ball and let me have some real fun!"
"This is bad... she's about to fall for him." Paul whispered to Bott. "Owe a woman money, and she'll remember you even more. I've learned something, I've learned something..."
"No need. I keep my word."
Aaron took out a fifty-pound note and pressed it onto the bar.
"All right..."
Helen seemed a little disappointed. She directly pushed the considerable sum toward the bartender behind the counter. "Give me drinks at this price!"
She looked at Aaron as though challenging him. "Have a couple of drinks with me."
"I wouldn't dare refuse!"
Aaron smiled and nodded, drinking several glasses with Helen.
The drunk woman's cheeks were flushed crimson. She grew even more excited, and her words began spilling out without restraint. "That Blitz—I knew what sort of person he was the moment I saw him. Your stake is going to vanish down the drain..."
"To me, that isn't important." Aaron shrugged.
"Then... do you want to be a knight guarding a princess, driving him away for me?" Helen's smile grew brighter and brighter.
Aaron felt that if he put in just a little more effort, he could bring her back to his cabin to be his model.
Of course, that was assuming he